The Strongest Tribe

Without Xia Tuo's voice, Yin Hong had already had a panoramic view of the scene in the mountains. In the wild mountains and forests, a hazy mist intertwined, glowing with a faint purple light, and the whole mountain range was full of scorching vitality.

Not only that, but I can also feel that there is a strong spiritual light rushing into the sky around it. It is the Dongtian Spiritual Land, a practice site built on the small spiritual veins, in which there is a vague aura exudes.

Wherever you go, you can see the roots of old trees, the gurgling springs, and some immature herbs everywhere. Although the medicine is not great, it grows luxuriantly.

It is hard to imagine that this is a tribe that has just established a clan for decades. This kind of scene is not bad from the one he has been to.

Taking Yin Hong straight to the valley on the west side of Tianlu Mountain, there was a group of clan soldiers guarding the valley to prevent other clan members from entering it. Of course, the most important thing was to block the naughty children.

After entering the tribe, Luo turned and left towards the Eternal Mountain Range. His destination was Lingyang Mountain, the land of the former Linghe tribe, and now the famous Lingyang ghost mythical creature in the northwestern land.

The land of the Linghe tribe after the blood sacrifice is a place of evil in the eyes of outsiders, but in the eyes of Luo, it is a treasure of cultivation. He has been cultivating in it all these years.

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Entering the valley, Yin Hong saw a group of palaces built on the mountain. There were no less than a hundred large and small palaces. Silhouettes shuttled back and forth, appearing very busy. Many people were holding animal skin rolls, even if they were. Seeing that Xia Tuo just bowed far away, he continued to work on himself.哽噺繓赽奇奇 Novels|w~w~

Although he is a casual cultivator, it does not mean that he is ignorant of the tribal system. As the leader of the tribe, he has the power to live and kill the entire tribe. Ordinary people should not be courteous when they see the leader, and it should not be so simple.

And he also noticed that most of the warriors who came and went in the valley were very young, and there were still some fluff on their immature faces that had not receded. They were obviously only teenagers.

In his eyes, these teenagers, who should be in their first years of cultivation, hurriedly walked one by one, and seemed to be busy with very important things.

Not to mention Xia Tuo, he could only follow behind to guess, but the only thing he knew was that he had entered the den of thieves. This place was definitely the center of the Daxia tribe.

"came back."

Jiandi came from a hall. As the guardian elder of the clan, she was also busy sorting out the annotations about bloodlines. Fortunately, the content of this part was recorded in the Lingshi's Wilderness Catalogue and in the Lingshi Catalogue. On the basis of this, the Xia tribe himself made additional notes and expansions.

"Ok."

Nodded to Jian Di, Xia Tuo responded.

Jian Lian glanced up and down on Yin Hong's body, then smiled and said, "This should be the master of formation."

Taking a look at Jiandei's attention, Yin Hong felt a sharp edge sweeping over him, coming quickly and closing quickly.

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The next moment, he was shocked and immediately understood.

It was not that the swordsman gave him power, but she had a new understanding of kendo, and it was difficult for a time to converge, so her own sword intent was sometimes missing.

"Master Yin Hong, please, go to the Formation Hall."

Xia Tuo turned his head and said to Yin Hong: "My tribe has collected some scattered formations inheritance, but no one in the clan is proficient in formations, so I can only stare at these. I need your help to sort them out."

"That's it?"

Hearing this, Yin Hong let out a long sigh and finally suppressed his sudden resentment. Xia Tuo violently detained him to Daxiabu, saying that there was no resentment.

Up to this moment, he was thinking about whether he could leave.

"Come here."

Xia Tuo led Yin Hong towards the Formation Hall. In the past two years when he was out, the clan had already sorted out the various broken classics that he had brought back from Zhu Rongyu, and was currently analyzing it further.

However, due to the limitations of the power of the Daxia tribe, matters related to martial arts, beasts, demons, and wild comments have progressed very quickly, while other spiritual plant cultivation, castings, and formations have progressed slowly.

In the Hall of Formation, a stone platform is filled with all kinds of animal skin scrolls, bamboo slips, and bronze slips related to the formation of scriptures. There are more than a dozen young tribesmen who are busy, frowning and thinking. Without a guide, they can only meditate on their own, every step is very difficult.

As Xia Tuo entered the hall, Yin Hong suppressed the grievances in his heart. When his eyes fell on the stone platforms in the hall, doubts appeared on his face first, and then without Xia Tuodu's words, he walked towards it. One of the stone platforms.

He picked up a pair of broken animal skin rolls, first took a look, then put down and picked up another bamboo slip, and then another animal skin roll.

Seeing Yin Hong's movements, Xia Tuo didn't say anything. He saw Yin Hong walking around the stone platforms, looking here and there, grabbing this and another, as if immersed in it.

"Master Yin Hong, the inheritance of these formations may have repair value."

After a long time, Xia Tuo asked out loud.

"Ah~~"

It wasn't until this moment that Yin Hong recovered from a pair of animal skin scrolls, looked at more than a hundred stone platforms around him while his expression changed, and said with a little dissatisfaction: "You said it would be fine if you had these things."

At this meeting, Yin Hong had long forgotten all the previous things. For many years, he wandered around the northwestern land, searching everywhere for the inheritance of the formation, but this inheritance is not a secret to any tribe.

And he is a tiered array mage, looking at the entire wild land may not be a big deal, but in the northwestern region of the border, he is already the most top array mage, so he looks down on the inheritance of ordinary formations, but looks Is not available.

In this case, it would be extremely difficult for him to go further.

Therefore, after he was promoted to the middle rank array mage, he has been stuck in this realm for nearly a hundred years, and the inheritance of the formation in this hall now allows him to see the hope of breaking the bottleneck.

Seeing Yin Hong's appearance, Xia Tuo didn't bother anymore. At the moment, all of the old man's thoughts were probably in the inheritance of the formation of the Manchu Hall. He could not listen to anything he said, and was talking about other things in two days.

When the time comes, the old man's thoughts of leaving are both happy. If there are other thoughts, then he must use real means.

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In the summer garden.

A stack of books was placed in front of Xia Tuo, bound by animal skin paper transcribed with animal skin rope.

He picked up a book and opened it. On the two unfolded pages of animal skins, one page was painted with the shadow of the beast, and the other page had notes about the beast's living habits, preferences, strength, blood, and attack methods.

This is the Book of Ten Thousand Beasts, of course it is a cut-down version. It records the 863 common beasts that are most common in the wild land. In addition, there are books of Ten Thousand Monsters, Ten Thousand Insects, and Baicao in the book on the stone case. Ji, practice enlightenment record, etc.

Of course, these are all abridged versions, and they are the basic classics for cultivating teenagers in the Daxia Academy.

These truly complete things are called Daxia Catalogue, and have been transcribed in two copies, placed in the Heritage Hall and Daxia Academy.

The small animal skin books consumed Daxia's too much clan power, and until now the most elite group of people in the clan are still busy for this.

Outside the summer garden, footsteps sounded, and the three of Feng Old Man, Bai Old Man, and Qingliu walked into the garden.

"It just happened to be here, look at the basic classics compiled by the clan for the Daxia Academy."

Xia Tuo pointed to the book in front of him and said to the three people who appeared.

"Patriarch, these were compiled by our hands."

Old man Feng smiled and said: "If we had such a high starting point back then, how could we have made so many detours."

"Yeah, this is the benefit of relying on tribes." The old man took the sentence, then shook his head: "Even if there are tribes, other tribes are not as big as ours. They don't eat. If you don't drink or practice, you must make up these things.

With these things, the dolls of our clan will avoid many detours in their cultivation in the future. As long as they write down everything in the basic classics, they will not be at a loss when they come out of the tribe in the future when they encounter ordinary beasts and poisonous insects. "

"It just happens that you are here, and I happen to have the idea of ​​reforming the Great Summer Academy."

"How does the patriarch want to change?"

For a while, the three of them all looked at Xia Tuo~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and stroked their thoughts. Xia Tuo said in a deep voice, "After the doll was born, it will not be until about six years old that it will gradually become more intelligent. At that time, there will be enlightenment and literacy in the clan.

When he is ten years old, he enters the academy and begins to temper his body. At this time, the academy will uniformly distribute these classics, so that the teenagers will be tempered while learning these simple common sense, including first knowledge of witchcraft, etc., these academies must professor.

When you have a foundation at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and after visualizing totems, whether you are practicing witchcraft or martial arts, you must further learn witchcraft knowledge.

In a word, the disciple who came out of the Great Summer Academy, even if they were totem warriors, could not understand witchcraft at all, they could not understand witchcraft, but simple witchcraft witch patterns should be known.

From this time on, the disciples in the academy began to choose their own practice, practicing martial arts, or cultivating formations, sorcerers, spiritual planters, sorcerers, beast masters, wizards, etc., to train for the clan Various talents. "

Upon hearing this, Qing Liu said with a soft voice: "The patriarch is to subdivide the practice of the Daxia Academy and focus on cultivating various talents."

"Yes, that's it." Xia Tuo nodded, and then said: "The Great Summer Academy is the source of power for the development of the tribe. It is precisely because the tribe lacks various clansmen who are in charge, so we need to devote all our efforts to training. What kind of talents should be cultivated and persist in this way. After one hundred, five hundred, or even one thousand years, will we still be short of major generals in Daxia!"

"This is the development direction of Daxia Academy, and the clan will spare no effort to support it."

After the three deputy palace masters ate the reassurance pills, there was an uncontrollable look in their eyes. They looked at the whole deserted land, and there was no tribe like Da Xia who spared no effort to teach and unknow, and opened up the practice books. To ordinary people.

For this, they have new expectations in their hearts.